Chapter 22

22

Colin

R eal talk: I've played with my ass a couple of times recently, trying to get myself ready for this happening. I want Ash to have my ass, want to know what it feels like to be stretched out by his cock and have that fat load of his coating my insides. But when I'm touching my hole, it doesn't feel as good as I can see it does for Ash when I'm dicking him down.

And I want that. Want it so fucking much that I'm shaking with need for it. As much as I love fucking Ash—it's absolutely my favorite thing—I want to feel it from this side, want Ash having his way with me because I know, fucking know he'll drive me wild. There's no doubt in my mind that there is a huge difference between teasing myself with my finger and having him.

"What?" Ash asks before nipping at my nipple and giving it a tug with his teeth.

"Just thinking about how it's only so-so when I finger myself, but I know under your deft hands, this night is going to end with me coming my brains out."

Ash gives me a wickedly mischievous grin. "Who said you get to touch that hole without me?"

I tremble, him being possessive of my body is really fucking hot. "Why don't you hurry up and get down there and show me what I was doing wrong?"

"I assure you, you know how to treat a hole. I just think it's because it wasn't me. You want to give me your ass, Colin. No one else." He kisses down my torso, each press of his lips like fire licking at me. "You know I'll treat you so good." More kisses. "Because there's nothing you wouldn't give me, is there?"

"Fuck no." I tangle my fingers in his hair, try to push him down my body toward my throbbing cock. "I'm yours. Got me under your control, Ash, and I fucking love it. It's where I want to be."

"Good. You have me under yours too." Ash hooks his fingers in my joggers and tugs them down, along with my underwear. My dick springs free, the head red, a pearl of precum already at the tip. Ash laps at it with his tongue. "I can't wait until I fuck a load out of you and I get to eat the whole thing."

"I thought I was the cum-hungry one." And I am, like I'm fucking addicted to it. Will swallow up what's in Ash's balls every day for the rest of my life.

"You are. You're my cum fiend, but you know I love the taste of you just as much. My favorite fucking meal. "

"That's because you haven't tasted my ass yet," I tease.

"We should probably work on changing that."

I kick out of the rest of my clothes, then grab Ash, flipping us so he's lying on his back. I pull his pants down while he gets out of his shirt.

"Fuck, you're so goddamned pretty," I tell him, the sweet compliment tumbling out. "Your body is perfect. Your cock is so sexy." I cup his balls. "And Christ, I want to keep my face buried right here in your sac, just licking you and breathing you in, showing you how much I worship you." Because I do. I love everything about Ash and have for longer than I realized. Everything he makes me feel is too intense for words.

Ash's cock flexes against his muscular belly. "You make me feel better than anyone ever has…than anyone ever could."

I beam at him, pride surging through me. Healthy or not, that's what I want to be for Ash. That's what he is for me. "Good." I grin. "Now are you going to eat my ass or what?"

Ash chuckles, the sound of it one of my favorite things. "Come here, Big Man. I want you to sit on my face."

I mean, how can I argue with that?

I straddle his head, thighs pressed against his shoulders. Ash isn't a small guy, but I like that I'm bigger than him. I like that I can carry him and he's smaller beneath me, but also that he has me in his control. There's a rush to that I don't know how to explain.

"Fuck, look at this hole," Ash says, spreading my cheeks. "It's so fucking pretty. So tight. I can't wait to fill it up with my cum."

"Yes. That. God, I want it so much."

"I'll give it to you when I'm good and ready."

I'm the one who's supposed to play our cruel little game with him tonight, but I don't have it in me. I just want Ash, for him to treat me with whatever pleasure he wants.

He grabs my waist and pulls me closer so his face is buried right in my ass. He lashes at my rim with his tongue, the pleasure reverberating through me.

"Oh fuck." My eyes roll back as he keeps going, making a damn meal out of me. My whole body is zinging, each flick and press of his tongue making the whirlwind of satisfaction grow more and more.

I push back against his face, riding his tongue like my life depends on it. If just having my ass eaten feels this good, I can't imagine what it will be like when Ash finally fucks me.

"That's it…you like it, don't you? Like feeling my tongue in your ass."

"Fuck yes," I reply, then spit in my hand and stroke his cock. "You're getting my hole ready for this. Ready to stretch me open and fill me with your spunk."

"Bend forward and get me ready. Get me all slick and even harder for your ass," he demands before burying his face in my ass again. I'm too hungry for his cock not to bend forward and suck his dick between my lips. The taste of his precum bursts on my tongue, making me shake with even more need. I love the salty taste of Ash, the unique flavor of every part of him, but especially what comes from his balls.

I push back against his face, his tongue stiff as he pushes it inside me, but I'm not losing focus on the task at hand—his cock. The weight of it on my tongue drives me wild, the feel of my lips stretched around him, even the way I gag when he hits the back of my throat.

When Ash pulls back from my ass, I growl. I look back to tell him to get to work again, but he's sucking his finger into his mouth. The look on my face must say it all because he asks, "Is my boyfriend ready to feel my finger in his ass?"

"Yes. Fuck yes. Please put it inside me."

His pupils flare, and then he's tracing my rim and working the tip of his finger inside.

"This is so sexy, Col…seeing you this way, seeing your body open up for my finger, knowing that this is just the beginning and I'm stretching you out for my cock."

My cock twitches, balls tightening as I push back, hungry for more. He slides it in and out while I ride his finger like the slut I am for him. When his finger moves just the right way, hitting my prostate, it's like an electrical shock to my pleasure receptors and I nearly shoot off him.

"Fuck. Do that again."

"Colin, meet your prostate. I knew the two of you would get along well," he teases, but I don't have it in me to laugh right now. I just want more.

"Do it again."

"Needy, aren't you?"

"Hell yes."

He rubs over it again and again, each time the pleasure building higher. Ash's mouthwatering dick is right beneath me, but I can't make myself move to grab it, to swallow it, not in this moment.

"Get on your hands and knees," Ash says.

I scramble off him, rose petals sticking to our skin.

Ash grabs the lube from the nightstand, slicking his fingers before settling behind me and pushing two digits into my willing ass.

He fucks me with them, and I push back to meet him, cock bobbing. I love fucking Ash. Will always want to fuck Ash, but I must admit, so far, it feels pretty fucking good from this side too.

"You're going to look so pretty on my cock."

"It's you," I say, then realize the words might not have come out right. "This is what you do to me…make me want you so much. You make everyone want you so much, but you're mine. My boyfriend. Don't care if it's you pounding my ass or me owning yours, just need to have you. Always want you."

A wave of heat rolls off him, this desire-fueled blast of warmth, because my Ash loves hearing how much I want him and what he does to me.

"Hurry up and give me that perfect cock of yours. I want to work a load out of your balls, want all that cum to myself."

"Fuck. You're mine too." Ash slicks up his dick and pushes at my ass. "That's it…you can do it. Open up for me, Col. Show me how good you can take my cock."

It's uncomfortable at first. His dick is a whole lot bigger than two fingers, but I know that stretch, that pressure, it's what it takes to get Ash inside me, and I want it. "Fuck me," I beg. "Show me how good that cock will treat me. You're so good for me, Ash, so good to me. Always."

His blunt fingernails bite into my hips as his hold on me tightens. Ash makes short pumps of his hips, each one working him deeper and deeper inside me.

My hands fist into the pillows, the sound of his breathing lulling me, making me crave him more.

"Almost there. You're almost taking all of me. That pretty ass of yours is gonna swallow me up. "

Yes. Please. Fuck, fuck, fuck, he keeps pushing in, until finally I'm full of Ash's cock.

"You're so tight." He reaches under me, wrapping his hand around my dick and giving it a few strokes. "You like taking your stepbrother's cock?"

"Hell yes."

He presses a kiss to my spine. "Your boyfriend's cock?"

"Yes. So fucking much. Now hurry up and fuck me."

Ash chuckles like I hoped he would, knowing I'm dying for this.

"I won't be cruel and make you wait…this time."

He pulls back and thrusts forward again, drilling me over and over and over. I take it, welcome it, feel my dick throb and swell, get harder by the second. Each time his dick moves against my prostate, I feel like I'm coming out of my skin in the best way.

Our bodies slap together, skin on skin. This is incredible, sharing my body with Ash this way.

He pushes me down and I go, Ash following me as I end up on my belly. He moves my left leg so it's bent at the knee, Ash straddling my right. He uses his hand to pull at my left ass cheek, opening me up more.

"I could watch my dick slide in and out of you all night."

"Don't make me wait that long to come."

"No edging for you? "

"I might die," I joke. "Or end up flipping you over and taking you."

"Oh, but, Col…then you wouldn't get your insides painted with my load."

"Oh shit." That was maybe one of the hottest things I've ever heard.

Ash keeps taking me that way, fast, then slow, working me up and making me feel like I'm losing control.

When he's had enough of me like that, he pulls out, my ass feeling way too empty. "Get back inside me."

"I will. Be patient. You'll get my load soon."

Ash flips me to my back and slicks my dick with lube. I spread my legs, pull them up, him shoving a pillow beneath my hips.

He pushes back inside me, my body accepting him hungrily.

Ash fucks into me, dick rubbing my prostate just right. Our gazes hold on to each other's, the dark strands of his hair wet with sweat.

"I like this." I wrap a hand around my shaft, jerking it. "Like seeing you…need you to see how much I want you."

"I want you too." He leans over me, tongue pushing into my mouth, kissing and fucking me with equal skill.

When he pulls back, I stroke myself harder, faster. Ash's hazel gaze turns frenzied as he lets loose, drilling into me. I'm not going to last much longer, balls so tight and high.

"You're about to get it, Col. You ready for my fat load?"

"Yes. Give it to me."

Ash thrusts again, cock jerking, and it's like that one pump into me unleashes any control I had left over myself. My back bows off the bed, cum spurting from my cock, hot jets landing on my stomach and chest. Ash's dick flexes inside me, his cum spilling deep, painting my insides just like he promised.

I come a whole fucking lot, but not as much as him, and I take it all, want it to leak out of my ass all night.

"Jesus, that was good." Ash pulls out when he's given me everything in his nuts, then laps at my jizz on my stomach.

"Kiss me." I pull him to me, take his tongue into my mouth, taste myself on him while we make out with my cum between us.

It feels almost impossible to move, but when he tries to pull away, I wrap my arms and legs around him.

Ash chuckles. "I was just going to get something to clean us off."

"Not yet. Need to feel you."

He snuggles in, doesn't try to go. He loves how much I want him, and I know Ash loves and wants me with equal fervor.

I stroke his back, feel us stuck together with sweat and cum. "Was it enough?" I ask gently. I hadn't realized I wondered about that until the question left my lips.

"The sex?" He pushes up slightly so he can look at me. I nod. "Yes. It was incredible. I love the exhibitionism or teasing danger of knowing we can get caught, but I love this just as much because it's with you."

"I'm really good at sex," I tease.

"Who's the one that just made you come your brains out?"

"Both of us did that to each other."

I squeeze him tighter, and Ash licks the sweat off my skin, then asks, "It was enough for you?"

"You're always enough for me. Everything about you, and about what we do, is fucking incredible."

"We're disgustingly sweet."

I laugh. "I know, but I love that about us."

"I love you, Col."

"I love you too," I reply, knowing nothing can ever take me down from this high.